TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

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Vash the Stampede | Trigun Stampede | Jack of Spades (current)

[bountyfull]

I. (NOT) CRUSHING IT[SFW]

[ Vash knows where his strengths lie. Crushing something the size of a watermelon with his lack of backside is probably the least appealing thing he can think of. But he is enjoying watching others have fun, more than content to watch winner and loser alike celebrating on the tarp. It's a nice change of pace, honestly. When he's approached by staff to participate he takes a step back, hands held up in a gesture of surrender that is honestly way too often worn by him. ]

Sorry, I don't think I'm the best candidate for this.

[ He takes another step back and bumps right into someone else. With an apology he turns and offers them a pinched brow smile, all teeth and pleading. He's at least dressed appropriately, despite misgivings. ]

Want to take my place? I'll owe you anything you want.

[ Pretty please? ]

II. DAYDREAM PARASOLS [NSFW]
[ He's stuck on the beach again, but no one here he recognizes. The faces are blank and he knows, somehow, that they don't matter. Perhaps it's the prickling that feels like it's running through his veins. It's a familiar sensation despite the dreamy otherworldly feeling of the dream. Vash might not have been facing the person he's lounging with but he rolls over, shifting in his chair to peer over at his beach partner.

There are flying bugs around the size of dragon flies darting around the beach, a glow to them that's otherworldly. It adds to the surreal feeling of the dream, and in an impulsive and suit driven desire to do what he wants he reaches over to touch the face of the person he's lying next to. If they're asleep in the dream still, it's certainly light, not meant to wake them. Calloused fingers brush against skin, tracing over the shell of their ear and jaw almost reverently.

Once caught, he just kind of laughs as he draws his hand away and half waves in greeting ]

Sorry. Forgive me?

[ For touching. ]

III. SCAVENGER HUNT [SFW/NSFW]
[ Vash is certain he's cursed, falling victim to a version of the scavenger hunt that rolls itself and rolls not only once, but twice. He'd rather avoid the negative consequences, so he's going to give it his best shot. ]

[sfw]
Three pairs of sunglasses next... That's not so bad... [ He's mostly talking at his little device, but after a moment he looks up from it to scan the people that are around the area he's in. He's already donning a pair of sunglasses shaped like hearts, the color of the lenses a dark purple. They're not HIS sunglasses, but they'll do.

Upon spotting someone with a pair in their hair or tucked in the neck of a shirt or pocket he approaches with a loping gallop over, all smiles and golden retriever energy. ]

Hey! Would you be willing to do me a huge favor?

[nsfw]
[ However, later, Vash is staring at his device with a look of absolute mortification on his face. He's almost as red as the trunks he's wearing and he kind of flops himself into a seat to laugh. He's totally going to fail this. ]

You can't be serious. There's no way— [ he grimaces. The thought of failing is worse than the embarrassment of actually having to ask for help with these tasks. When someone happens to walk by and join him where he's currently moping, all limbs and wilted determination he perks up a little.

Perhaps it's a little bold but... He slides his little list over. ]

Uh, would you... mind helping me with any of these? You totally don't have to! [ He's already waving a hand in front of himself as he laughs awkwardly. ]But it would really help me out. I'm not having the best luck with this...

[ BOY YOU HAVENT EVEN TRIED. ]

IV. CONSTELLATIONS [SFW]
[ He's thankful for this particular moment of respite. There are no fireworks in the sky right now, just the mixing pot of constellations up in the sky. Vash has found a place on the beach to lay a towel out on and he's flopped himself on his back, knees bent with his feet in the sand as he watches the fake stars twinkle in the darkness above all of them.

Peripherally he's aware of someone sitting next to him, but he doesn't say anything, instead, he keeps his gaze and attention on the sky for a few moments more. After a while, he turns his head and smiles at whoever's joined him. ]

Out here to watch the stars too?


[[ Kinklist and Permissions in journal, feel free to take liberties with prompts or DM me to plot! I can be contacted thru this journal or on plurk over at kermitkin. Vash can also be found in the water and perhaps partaking of some of those fancy drinks etc. ]]

II.

[rebrandedwarlock]

[Sherwood would happy to just chill out and take the summer festivities easy. Laying out in the shade of an umbrella and napping a day away is Prime Retirement Energy. How long had it been since he took a break?

Had he ever taken a break? Vacation isn't really a concept on Myddvai. Not for someone like a King, Warlord, or Chancellor....

He dozes without any mind to the magic thrumming in the lounge chair beneath him. It's rather comforting, reminds him of his wife's dream magic, he doesn't think twice about why that might be,]

Nnh? [the tickle to his ear and jaw makes him wake in the dream. Why, yes, this is certainly a dream and Sherwood can recognize so instantly. Very used to it, very well attuned to recognizing the off logic of such unrealities...

What he's not use to is how immediatley flushed he feels. Full diamond suit activation is not something he's felt yet- any touch immediately tickles his face with pinkness. He focuses and notes it's a familiar face beyond the hand reaching out to him. A certain person of interest to him, even,]

My, getting me back-? [You know, for invading Vash's space that one time...]

[bountyfull]

Getting you— haha! Maybe! Sorry. Fair is fair, right?

[ Vash has only dealt with suit activation once, and while this certainly feels similar, it's manifested differently, likely due to the kind of company. He feels more than a little impulsive, which explains the uncharacteristic habit of being in someone's personal bubble and touching them without asking. ]

I wasn't completely sure it was you, actually. [ One of those green dragonflies flicks through the air between them, hovering before darting away again, and Vash's attention is briefly drawn to track the wyrm's departure. He pulls his attention back to Sherwood, a mischievous crinkle in the corner of his eyes.

He's noticed the blush, but he doesn't say anything about it, not yet. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

My, I wouldn't be sure of much in this dreamscape... [But people have a certain anchor to them, their souls more firmly together than the wispy, ephemeral nature of dream magic. He doesn't doubt that Vash is a real part of this, rather than imaginative construction.]

Have you never shared a dream before? It is always an... experience. [Sherwood can't say he always likes such magic, but he'd dealt with it plenty. The druid wishes to distract himself from the growing heat in his gut, an itch to his hand beneath his glove, diamond suit mark practically searing him. The dragonflies catch an eye and he lifts a hand towards on floating by, hoping it will land upon his fingertips. They're unlike anything he's seen before,]

These must be yours... how lovely. [of course the magic bug man likes them] What are they?

i

[lieabilities]

[ Unfortunately for Vash, he's just bumped into someone with the appearance of a pale white stick ready to fall over at the slightest knock. He doesn't actually fall at Vash's bump, supported by a quick tentacle digging itself into the ground to support him, but he does delicately pat at his chest where a bruise can be seen peeking out from under his shirt. ]

[ A bruise he just illusioned on to quickly give himself an excuse from avoiding getting volunteered for this task. Sorry, Vash. ]

I'm afraid I'm much too delicate for such a thing. I bruise quite easily.

[bountyfull]

[ —oh.

Vash is nothing if not observant, despite the front he plays at. He blinks, eyes darting down to the subtle bruise and back to the face of the person he's bumped into. He looks absolutely, positively apologetic a moment later and he waves his hands. ]

Oh. No! That's fine you don't have to. I'm pretty sure they'll take no for an answer! Haha.

[ There's a pause as he steps forward, one hand extended like he intends on placing his hand on the other man's arm. He offers a sheepish grin instead of any actual touch, choosing to keep his hands to himself. ]

Are you hurt? I'm really sorry. Do you need to sit down?

[lieabilities]

[ A shame that Kleken doesn't have the conscience to feel bad about making someone else feel bad. His pale skin works incredibly well for showing off any markings, and the deep color of his illusionary bruise looks especially colorful on it. It's to his own advantage that Vash seems to be keeping his hands to himself, making it all the easier to maintain its appearance while they talk. ]

I'll be fine with some rest. And perhaps some watermelon, but it's a shame we can't have any without completing the challenge.

[bountyfull]

I could probably break one open but it wouldn't be with my backside. [ There's really nothing there. It's kind of pathetic.

He does feel bad though so he turns to the display again and sets his mismatched hands on his hips. He could try, or he could slip up and cheat on accident. It doesn't matter if he wins, so long as they get some watermelon, right? Hm. ]

I guess... I could give it a shot anyway. [ He laughs sheepishly. IT'S THE LEAST HE CAN DO? ]

[lieabilities]

I'll cheer you on earnestly.

[ Kleken is perhaps not as flat as Vash is, he's never really taken notice of that particular feature of his, but he's also not fully lying when he says he's delicate. Being a support class with hefty tentacles means he's never had to do much physical labor with his own body, and add onto that the octopus genes mixed into his blood and well. ]

[ If they wanted to eat a watermelon anytime today, other tools were necessary. Other tools being someone else's body. ]

I'm sure you'll do wonderfully.

i

[expereiment]

[rei smirks at vash's plight. yeah, no. he might have a visually nice physique, but that physique definitely doesn't translate to pure strength in his case. he's just stuck in yaoi land, where nicely sculpted bodies are used to sell more gacha. though, he could probably... use this to his advantage.]

I'm even less suited for this. My ass can take a lot, but a watermelon is a lot to ask for.

[his smirk turns even smirkier.]

But. You said anything?

[remember the last time yall spoke, vash?]

iv

[astrolabium]

Mmm, that's right.

[ Usually, Mona's tone carries proudly and with a tinge of haughtiness to it. But now, sitting on a small towel beneath a swath of starlight, her voice is quiet, distinctly warm. This—viewing a constellation, admiring the many stars above and the universe she has found herself in—is one of her most favorite pastimes. She'll never trade it away. In truth, she has probably lost countless hours to stargazing just like this.

Perhaps that is why she has not recognized Vash for who he is beside her. For once, Mona has been thoroughly distracted. The astrological 'ping' she receives upon meeting someone would've certainly gone off by now, alerting her to his identity and the fact they had a conversation already once before. Ironically, it had also been about the stars.

Fate can be humorous. Having studied it her entire life, Mona is well aware of that. ]

They are lovely, [ she continues, brushing a lock of hair from her face. ] And remind me of home.

[ At last, Mona turns beside her. ]

What do you think?

III

[canttrickmeanymore]

[ooc: setting it up a little vague so you can pick SFW or NSFW; and Peter met a different Vash, briefly, when he was in Duplicity =)]

Peter's been walking around for a bit trying to complete the collection of his scavenger hunt items. Okay, maybe he hasn't been trying all that hard. But he has been asking people for assistance.

Much like this guy just now is asking him. "Uh - hey. Um - sure... I can try," he says. Something about this other hotel guest seems familiar, not from here, but from the city he was in before this. There's a little flick of a mental detail and a vague curiosity if the person in front of him has the same affinity for donuts.

[bountyfull]

[ ooc: fine by me! that gives us something fun to play off of too! :) This version's a bit different, but also still the same too. ]

Hey, trying's enough for me!

[ Luckily, this isn't the more challenging version of the game this time around. Vash steps over and holds his arm out towards Peter, showing the device on his arm and the till incomplete list. He still needs feathers, a couple pairs of sunglasses and... two kisses. ]

I could really use a hand getting any of these. Kinda feel like the feathers might be a bit of a challenge to do on my own. Think you could spare some help for any of these?

[canttrickmeanymore]

[ooc: mostly, he knows Vash likes donuts.]

"Sure. Whatcha got?" he asks, peering at Vash's device. He lifts his own to do a comparison - maybe they can team up?

"For the feathers, you think if we ask the lifeguards nicely they'll just give 'em to us?" He looks at the other items on the list. "And if you want me to kiss you to get one of those off your list, just ask. But, we can go bother the lifeguards."

III - NSFW

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste had hoped that was the tell-tale wilting despair of someone gazing upon a familiar list. His hopes and dreams are succinctly answered with an awkward laugh and a set of wanted items Baptiste had become all too familiar with in the past few hours.

Luck has been kind! The world around him has really begun to open up since he crawled out of that trash can earlier...]

Well, well, well. I just so happen to be in a similar pickle! Why, you could scratch my back... and I could scratch yours!

[The showman finds himself taking a seat next to the other blonde, a grin tugging at his features. Each tug causes his moustache to twitch. He hums in time with these movements, head-bobbing as he looks over a list he already knows all too well.]

But what kind of man are you, I wonder? A model.... a biter? Or are you looking to fill a cup, I wonder?

[He lets the question hang in the air as his eyes drag upward to meet Vash's, a spark of mischief behind his own electric blues.]

lmfao god, THIS GUY!!!

[bountyfull]

[ Well, depending on the when, if you ask his brother he's definitely a biter. Vash himself? Just half offers Baptiste a aborted little laugh, his hands lifting up in front of himself, the prosthetic glinting in the artificial sun. ]

I'm really not the kind of guy to do any of this normally... [ But when in ... rome? Or rather, when the other option is being stuck in a free use pillory for an indeterminate amount of time. He's really keen on avoiding that. Especially in the sun. ]

But I wouldn't mind helping each other out. It's only fair, after all. [ There's a flush clear down the back of his neck, largely reflecting the embarrassment he's trying so hard to push down. ]

I'm pretty sure one guy's not going to be able to fill a whole cup though... [ JUST, SIMPLE MATH... BIOLOGY....mortifying. ]

that reaction has lived rent free in my head so thank you

[molotovmoustache]

[The glint of the prosthetic draws Baptiste's gaze for a moment. While there is a clear curiosity about how the man had earned his prosthetic - Baptiste doesn't chase it. Instead he is content to assume that he's found a kindred spirit in more than just the shared dilemma of avoiding this resort's sunburnt exhibitionist fantasy.

An unmistakable fondness crosses his features as his eyes meet Vash's once more. He catches the dusting of embarrassment that has begun to take hold of the other - so he wraps his arm around the other's shoulders in a gesture of support.]

Maybe if one guy really believed with his whole heart, he could fill the whole cup. [Baptiste attempts to say this in all seriousness, but a snicker breaks his facade. Once the act is up, he leans in - barking out a fit of laughter while shaking his head. His hold on the other's shoulder tightens.] Nah, that's probably a um. group endeavor. But one you could pioneer! Maybe it'll give as a guide for just how long we'll be working at that?

[Pondering the metrics of cum was certainly not where Baptiste thought he would end up in life, but.... when in Rome!]

IV.

[wolfssegen]

[It's been a long day of lounging and exploring the new beach, participating in all the games, and Ches is feeling pretty fatigued by the time the evening comes around. He spends a few minutes wandering the beach, shirtless and in a pair of relatively close-fitting swim trunks that come down to just above the knee, looking for a place to rest.

It's when he sees Vash that he knows he's found the right spot. The younger man looks relaxed, lying on his back and staring up at the stars, just as fake here as they are in the Vale.

Ches sits down heavily beside him and lets out a long sigh, knees up and one arm draped lazily against those knees. When Vash looks over and smiles at him, asks him that question, he smiles back. It's a lazy smile, slightly crooked, and his gold eyes catch the slight light, reflecting it much like a wolf's eyes would.]

Yeah. Tired. Figured I'd find somewhere to crash out for a bit. Had a good day?

[bountyfull]

Good enough, I guess.

[ He shifts a little so he's sitting up on his elbows, then up further so he's sitting similarly to Ches, but with his legs crisscrossed. ]

Beaches and oceans are a newer concept for me. [ It's not exactly something he's used to seeing. While it's definitely novel, the extras that came with it were things to avoid rather than participate in. Sort of. He gave his best honest go at the scavenger hunt at least? His gaze slips back up towards the fake stars for a minute. ]

Wore myself out, anyway. [ There's a shrug as he laughs and tilts his head a little. ] Don't let me keep you from resting. I can be quiet when I need to.

[wolfssegen]

[Ches laughs softly when Vash says the day has been good enough, and nods.]

Seems to pretty often be the case in this place.

[He watches as Vash sits up, cross-legged, and smiles at him. The other man is still good-looking. Turns out it wasn't just the atmosphere at the Smoked Egg that really got him, but Vash is actually handsome. Sexy.]

Oh really? Got nothing like that back home? Then again, I guess I've only visited the ocean once in my life, myself, so I can't really say anything.

[A little shrug, almost mirroring the one Vash gives him, and he shakes his head.]

A little calm conversation counts as rest for me. What've you been up to today, anyhow?

[bountyfull]

No. No Man's Land is a desert planet. The closest thing there is to an ocean is the sand sea. [ And that by definition is sand, even if it's at a consistency that isn't quite land either. ] It's all sand and stone. So even if this isn't all that real, it's still new.

[ The next question gets a laugh out of him though, and a shake of his head. ]

You probably don't want to know the details, actually. Some of it is pretty embarrassing.

[ He's really got to learn his lesson about food in this place. There's a pause as he brushes his fingers through the hair at the back of his head, his expression somewhat bashful. It's a clear and obvious tick of his when he's feeling a little out of sorts. Or perhaps just a little sheepish. He looks back at Ches, and almost ALMOST ducks a little into the hood of his coat.

It's not often he gets stared at like that. ]

Trying to crush watermelons was probably the least embarrassing thing.

[ THAT did not go well. ]

[wolfssegen]

Sand sea...huh. That sounds interesting. Though I can't say I'd particularly like a desert though. The place I live is a forest that's sprung up around a river.

[Ches laughs when Vash does, gold eyes on the other man as he listens to him.]

Well, everything around here can get pretty embarrassing, if you're embarrassed by that kinda thing. Sexy things, I mean.

[He winks at Vash, grinning a little, the corners of his eyes wrinkling a little bit.]

Can't say I've ever been embarrassed by sex. Anyway, you actually tried crushing the watermelons? With your butt? How'd that go?

[bountyfull]

It's just a change from what I'm used to, that's all. I spent most of the last century on my own.

[ The physical part of all of this, that is. Not the sand (though that's part of what he IS used to). He's adjusting. ]

But mm... [ He thinks for a moment, his expression pinching his brows upward. ]

I got myself into a situation, so it wasn't really what I planned.... H[ e laughs, the sound a little louder this time than it has been previously. It's easier to relax a little around Ches, something that Vash finds himself thankful for. ] I don't think I'm equipped for crushing things with my butt.

[ It did not go well for him at all. ]

[wolfssegen]

On your own? So stuck in the desert by yourself. Sounds like a hell of a life.

[A little frown, as he thinks about it, about Vash by himself on a desert planet. Wonders what he was doing, what his purpose was.]

What wasn't? The watermelon crushing?

[A little chuckle as he pictures the other man trying to crush a watermelon with his ass. It's not like Vash has the biggest, most powerful ass (not that Ches himself does either) so it's kind of a funny thought.]

Haha, yeah seems like something that might work better for women, you know? They generally have better butts. Or at least larger ones.

[bountyfull]

Yeah, most of the time but before I wound up here there were some people I was traveling with.

[ He hesitates to use the word friends, all things considered. He cares about them, but in the end he's always been the type to hold people at an arm's length. There's a shrug of a shoulder before he pays attention to the rest of what was said and he laughs, more full this time and less like the usual restrained laughter he's prone to. ]

Haha, I don't know if I would put it that way...[ You might get hit if the wrong person heard you Ches. ] But I saw a few people do pretty good at it. It was fun to watch. Just not participate.